*taps mic*

Is this thing on?

So… it’s been a while. And I hate HATE starting out a blog post by saying that but as my last post to this blog was in, oh, MAY of last year, I can honestly say “It’s been a while” with no trace of irony whatsoever and really who can even properly read irony on blogs anymore anyway? (I’m hoping you can. I’m a heavy user of irony and also satire and puns though maybe puns the most. Despite this, my most viewed and commented upon blog post continues to be the ridiculous one about North Dakota even though I keep replying to Every.Single.Comment. with a link to the definition of “satire” from Dictionary.com and still people don’t notice. It’s amazing.)

I am also a heavy parenthetical user. I offer no mea culpa. Parentheticals are useful.

So where are we? Well, we are 10 months from our next transfer with the US Navy and there have been enough folks expressing an interest in the process that I have agreed (agreed? decided? I’m not sure. I’ll go with ENCOURAGED) I have been encouraged to document the process as we go through it. I may (will most likely) have other thoughts about things as we progress and will try to offer as much explanation as I can, with a few caveats.

Caveat 1: I will not provide exact dates for things. If this continues and we get into any kind of military-related timetables, they will not be posted here. These’s this thing called Operational Security. It matters.

Caveat 2: I will probably repeat this one a lot, but for the purposes of clarity you should know that my spouse is in the Navy (other military branches have different processes) and Enlisted (Officers in the Navy also have different processes) and active duty (again, reservists have… you get the idea). That being said, this is only my perspective. Yours is probably different. I will regularly remind you that your mileage may vary.

So there we are. I have no additional things to say except that this photo is the most recent one I have of us, taken on the way to brunch on Saturday, and though I didn’t notice it until later I’m very entertained by the street signs above our heads. Oh good, now you’ve seen them, too.

More soon. Probably. Assuming I can put jumbled thoughts into less jumbled paragraphs.